I envy the butterfly
With it's bright and beautiful colours
Flies freely with grace
Effortlessly through the wind
Free from the gravity of past deeds
Past lives lived
That tries to hold I down
Anchoring I to the earth
Like chains to a slave
Dragging I to the jaws
Of earth with dirt and mud
Ready to consume I
Taking back from I
That which I was moulded from
I envy the Butterfly
Gracefully and beautifully
Majestically flying off
From the jaws of past lives
I envy the butterfly
This is a gorgeous poem my friend
ReplyDeleteFIRE!!! THAT IS WHAT I CALL SOFT FIRE!!!
ReplyDeletesmiles. a beautiful verse to match the butterfly...i like to sit on the porch and watch them and dream butterfly dreams as well...nice one shot!
ReplyDeleteThey are so beautiful. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThere's something magical about butterflies...I really enjoyed this poem so much.
ReplyDeleteThere is that beauty of freedom to envy isn't there??
ReplyDeleteWhat a great way of conveying that message
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moon Smiles
You describe the motion and movement of the butterfly exactly right. And the envy of the human.
ReplyDeleteThrough the butterfly image and metaphor your lines comment both on nature and perception of it. Well done. Enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteah, I envy it too.. your words speak well, metaphorically deep! :)
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The lives of butterflies are brief but so free.
ReplyDeleteNice One Shot!
watching the does free the mind and leave me in a peaceful frame...i loved this..you said it so well..cheers pete
ReplyDeleteThis has a peaceful and melodic flow. a pleasant read.
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